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Men

When I was young, I used to
Watch behind the curtains
As men walked up and down the street. Wino men, old men.
Young men sharp as mustard.
See them. Men are always
Going somewhere.
They knew I was there. Fifteen
Years old and starving for them.
Under my window, they would pause,
Their shoulders high like the
Breasts of a young girl,
Jacket tails slapping over
Those behinds,
Men.
Maya Angelou (Carles Roca 6B)



Children are amazing

Laughter echo through the skies,

- children are amazing

So young and so innocent

- children are amazing

Care free yet compassionate and kind

- children are amazing

From birth to walking and finally speaking ''Dada''

- children are amazing

Enthusiastic at day, pristine at night

- children are amazing

Naive and curious, motivated to learn

- children are amazing

Heaven sent, God's little miracles

- children are amazing

Mel Vincent Basconcillo (Aina Canet)


Daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

William Wordsworth (Rosamaria)

Spleen

Evening, lights, and tea!
Children and cats in the alley;
Dejection unable to rally
Against this dull conspiracy.
T.S. Eliot (Rosamaria)




A Busy Day

Pop in
pop out
pop over the road
pop out for a walk
pop down to the shop
can’t stop
got to pop

Michael Rosen (Marisol Cardoner Iglesias 6C)


The Man From Timbuktu


I'll tell you of a man I knew who claimed he came from Timbuktu. He said, "I have the world to see!" So off he went to Timbukthree. Then Timbukfour and Timbukfive were where he seemed to come alive.
Kenn Nesbitt (your name)

Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Still I Rise ( Judith Besa 6B)



Maya Angelou


Slips upward, creases down, forms
The gentle buttocks of a young
Giant. In the nestle,
Old adobe bricks, washed of
Whiteness, paled to umber,
Await another century.

California Prodigal (Judit Ferrer)




Freeway Madness: #2


"What are you smiling about? "
My bespectacled inamorata said.
"They can't contain my madness."
She stood in shock and awe,
Wiping the China and making
Terrible glassware cacophony
And utensil clangor,
"That's because you're invincible."
I did not understand her
Subliminal, but all I know is that
She's right.
Windsor Guadalupe Jr (Kevin Picamal)


The Blind Boy

You talk of wondrous things you see,
You say the sun shines bright;
I feel him warm, but how can he
Then make it day or night?
My day or night myself I make
Whene'er I sleep or play;
And could I ever keep awake
With me 'twere always day.
california Prodigal (Yousra Hmidi)






Be a Friend




Be a friend. You don't need money;

Just a disposition sunny;

Just the wish to help another

Get along some way or other;

Just a kindly hand extended

Out to one who's unbefriended;

Just the will to give or lend,

This will make you someone's friend.

Edgar Guest. (Salima Ez zaary Zaari)



Today I Saw a Butterfly

Today I saw a butterfly,
as it floated in the air;
Its wings were spread in splendor,
Unaware that I was there.

Author Unknown (Salma Ez zaary Zaari 6C)




A Red Flower
Your lips are like a southern lily red,
Wet with the soft rain-kisses of the night,
In which the brown bee buries deep its head,
When still the dawn's a silver sea of light.

Claude McKay (Marc Carreras 6B)

Basketball's My Favorite SportBasketball's my favorite sport.
I dribble up and down the court.
The ball goes bouncing off my toes
and beans the teacher on the nose.

Kenn Nesbitt (Yasmina Benali 6C)

Today I Wrote this Poem
Today I wrote this poem,
but I'm not sure if it's good.
It doesn't have the things
my teacher says a poem should.

Kenn Nesbitt (Ainhoa Gameiro 6C)

Winter Time
Before the stars have left the skies,
At morning in the dark I rise;
And shivering in my nakedness,
By the cold candle, bathe and dress.
Close by the jolly fire I sit,
To warm my frozen bones a bit;
Or with a reindeer-sled, explore
The colder countries round the door.
~Robert Louis Stevenson (Brenda Sanchez 6A)

at his grave

LEAVE me a little while alone,
Here at his grave that still is strown
With crumbling flower and wreath;
The laughing rivulet leaps and falls,
The thrush exults, the cuckoo calls,
And he lies hush’d beneath
Alfred Austin (hassan el baidi)




Remembrance


Blue was the distant hill

like the laughing eyes

that never more will fill

my heart anew.


O, days with you!

Irene Beddies (Leslie Tapia) 6B


Above the Bright Blue Sky

There's a Friend for little children

Above the bright blue sky,

A Friend who never changes

Whose love will never die;

Albert Midlane (Clàudia Escuder) 6A



A Brave and Startling Truth


We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight

live coiled in shells of loneliness

until love leaves its high holy temple

and comes into our sight

to liberate us into life.

Maya Angelou (Patricia Muela ) 6b






The Tiger and the Zebra

The tiger phoned the zebra
and invited him to dine.
He said "If you could join me
that would simply be divine."
The zebra said "I thank you,
but respectfully decline.
I heard you ate the antelope;
he was a friend of mine."
 
Ke

albert austin

You could look.
But don’t expect I’m going to let you have them.”
Pasture they spring in, some in clumps too close
That lop each other of boughs, but not a few
Quite solitary and having equal boughs
All round and round. The latter he nodded “Yes” to,
Or paused to say beneath some lovelier one,
With a buyer’s moderation, “That would do.”
I thought so too, but wasn’t there to say so.
We climbed the pasture on the south, crossed over,
And came down on the north.
He said, “A thousand.”
Mohamed ejmel (christmas)


I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
Lala Angel Lauren Massive Attacker
brugues

By Sylvia Chidi
Is it legal for me
To call myself an animal?
Whilst human is what I try to be
For the animal in me
Is transparent to see
If I get scared I plea or flee
Sometimes I show bravery like a lion
With nerves of steel made of iron
Sometimes I give off a scent
In the heat of the moment
As a woman I have my season
When you can capture me on the heat
Till today, I do not understand the reason
Why I hunt then, like an animal hunting for its meat
Virginie


Gerbil, Gerbil, On the Run

Gerbil, gerbil, on the run
in your wheel, that looks like fun.
You must be in awesome shape.
Are you trying to escape?

Kenn Nesbitt's (Gabriel Tanase 6C)

The Aliens Have Landed!


The aliens have landed!
It's distressing, but they're here.
They piloted their flying saucer
through our atmosphere.

Kenn Nesbitt (Louee Reed 6C)

Bed in Summer
In winter I get up at nightAnd dress by yellow candle-light.In summer quite the other way,I have to go to bed by day.
Robert Louis Stevenson
(Dikra elhmidi 6b)

Bed in Summer


I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people’s feet
Still going past me in the street.
Robert Louis Stevenson
(Fouzia Ben Mokhtar)

The Apparition

When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead,
And that thou thinkst thee free.
From all solicitation from me,
Then shall my ghost come to thy bed.

John Donne (Pau Ripoll 6A)